Hi, it's AlphaFive here! I've been thinking about this story for a little while, so I thought I'd write this. This is my first fanfic ever so please review!
Raven struck her katana into the practice dummy. She'd been doing this for three hours straight, practicing her more lethal attacks. She was about to strike again when her blackbox went off.
She glanced at the ID and accepted the call. "What do you need, Max?"
"I have a new assignment for you, Natalya. Come to my office immediately. It's rather urgent," Dr. Nero said. Nero disconnected the call.
Raven slipped the blackbox into the holder on her hip before striding out of the grappler cavern.
The dismissal for classes sounded and students flooded the hallways. The students gave Raven a large space and the conversations became hushed. She smiled, knowing the fact that the student body was positively scared of her.
She came to Nero's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in, Natalya," Dr. Nero said.
Raven pushed open the door and sat down in one of the chairs facing Dr. Nero's desk.
"I'll get right to it. I need you to collect a new student," Dr. Nero said, passing a thin file to Raven.
She opened it to find out that there was only one sheet of paper and a photo tucked into it. It was a blurry photo at that. The photo paper clipped to the sheet showed a girl with black hair and green eyes. She looked scared and appeared to be running from something. The new student sheet that was usually completely filled out, was blank expect for the girl's first name, Solstice, and an address in the states.
"That's it?" Raven asked. "There's usually a bit more to go off of. Couldn't have her guardians provided us with a bit more information?"
"I'm fairly certain this child doesn't have any parents or guardians. I'm confident you can handle this Natalya," Dr. Nero said.
"Of course," Raven said, standing up to leave. "I'll have the teams prepare a Shroud. By the way, what stream is this student to be placed in? It's the middle of the year."
"That's the catch," Dr. Nero said, moving his office chair back a couple inches. He was pretty sure that a glowing, purple katana was about to be shoved in his face. "The G.L.O.V.E. counsel and I have decided that a new stream is in order."
"What is this new stream?" Raven asked, her voiced laced with suspicion, one hand already moving to her katanas.
Dr. Nero moved further back, bumping into the bookshelf behind his desk. "It's a one person stream, so it's fine to put her in although it's the middle of the year."
"What stream?" Raven asked again. Even though she already knew the answer. She and Nero had this discussion a few years ago and to go and make it official without consulting her was completely unhanded.
"You'll be the new teacher of the Assassin stream," Dr. Nero said, bracing for the inevitable attack.
"I can't teach!" Raven exploded. "Max, it's my job to be your bodyguard and I can't do that towing an assassin in training around. The missions you send me on take months, I won't be able to be an effective teacher for this girl and you know it."
"Well, that's called hands-on-experience."
A glowing katana appeared under Dr. Nero's chin. "I am not teaching this girl."
Dr. Nero sat up straighter and looked Raven in the eyes. "Yes, you are. Don't force me to make you go."
Raven slid the katana back into her scabbards. "Fine, have it your way."
She stormed out, marching towards the hanger bay, muttering under her breath the whole way.
"I've got to get on a freaking Shroud to pick up my freaking new student. Then I have to freaking train her because Dr. freaking Nero said so. Freaking. . ."
Dr. Nero let out a long sigh. Raven was going to get her revenge for this.